Shen Wanqing answered with a smile, "thank you."
The landlady smiled, her crescent eyes bent, "the little girl looks clever, thin and has a good appetite!"
Her eyes fell on the empty bowl in front of Shen Wanqing.
Shen Wanqing smiled at this. "It's not the wonton made by the landlady. It's too good for my appetite. It's really unbearable!"
The proprietress couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile. The charming proprietress looked at Shen Wanqing angrily, "my little sister's mouth is sweet and tight!"
Another guest came back. The landlady didn't have time to talk to Shen Wanqing again. She just said something to let her eat slowly, then turned away and continued to be busy.
It's June now. It's very hot, but I don't know why the steaming wonton in this small grapefruit wonton shop is widely loved by people near Bofen University.
Shen Wanqing scooped a full spoonful of wonton with a spoon and blew the hot air on it. Shen Wanqing opened his mouth and bit. The hot tip of his tongue hurt. He quickly blew more.
In hot weather, the wind blown by the fan is also hot.
Shen Wanqing drank ice mineral water and soon solved a bowl of medium wonton.
After taking a breath, Shen Wanqing took out a paper towel from the carton to wipe his mouth, got up and came to the landlady.
She took out her mobile phone and wechat to scan the code for payment. When she showed it to the landlady, the landlady just glanced at it casually, and then smiled and said, "little sister, come often next time!"
"Yes, I will!" Shen Wan nodded.
After leaving the small grapefruit wonton shop, Shen Wanqing came to a shop nearby.
Shen Wanqing bought a can of chilled wangzi milk and a box of wangzi milk.
After the payment of mobile wechat, Shen Wanqing opened the pull ring and drank wangzi milk. Her beautiful Phoenix eyes narrowed faintly, which seemed extremely comfortable.
She put her cell phone back in her pocket, holding the box of wangzi milk in one hand and another can of wangzi milk in the other hand while walking and drinking.
When Shen Wanqing was going to return to Bofen University, he suddenly heard a cry and flattery behind him.
Shen Wanqing's footsteps gave a slight pause, and then turned slowly with great interest.
Not far in front is a small stall with all kinds of strange things on it. On a closer look, it seems that there are several dusty books, as well as things like compass, peach wood sword and so on.
The stall was set up by a middle-aged man with a bearded face. He was thin and dressed in green and black Taoist clothes. He looked like a bamboo pole.
"Hey, this handsome guy, I think you have a red light on your face. It's a sign of good luck! Do you want me to make a divination for you?"
The middle-aged man asked the passing college students with a smile. He touched the beard residue on his face and looked unfathomable. "I'm a Taoist of the ancient Taoist temple. I've learned the eight trigrams book of changes since I was a child and can subdue demons and subdue demons. Don't miss this handsome guy. I'll see that we have a fate. Just count you 888."
The college student held by the middle-aged man looked at him with disdain in his eyes. The college student threw away his hand and said, "ancient Taoist View?"
"Yes, have you ever heard of my name?"
"Cut, who doesn't know? Ask the people here who don't know that the ancient Taoist temple is a famous gathering place of fake Taoists? They also subdue demons and subdue demons. Where are the demons and ghosts in the world!"